Chapter 61: Consecration of the Cihang
Before his palm arrived, the seal force that Li Weiyi condensed in front of his palm had already compressed the air and fell down.
“Bang!”
Lu Can had great perception and combat experience. Even though it was dark in front of him, his swift tiger claws still collided accurately with Li Weiyi's palm.
The opponent's terrifying power came again.
Lu Can felt as if the tiger's claws and arms no longer belonged to him and he lost consciousness. The next moment, a heavy palm force hit his chest heavily.
"puff!"
Lu Shen's three-meter-tall tiger-like body flew backwards.
Without waiting for him to land and steady himself, Li Weiyi chased after him on the silver magic mist, and with one finger like a sword, he pierced through his forehead, breaking his skull.
This is the consecration of Cihang among the Twelve Sanshou of Chan Sect, and it is a kind of finger gesture.
When performing this move just now, Li Weiyi felt that the power of the index and middle fingers of his right hand was about to intertwine and condense into a strand of energy to fly out of his body. However, due to the lack of follow-up power, the finger energy failed to condense into shape.
He secretly guessed that after the seventh or eighth spring was opened and the magic power in his body became stronger, this move would most likely undergo some miraculous changes.
The number of veins extending from the sixth spring of Danzhong increased to six.
Li Weiyi heard the sound of the wind, turned around and used both palms to attack the two Qiquan martial artists who were swinging swords in the air.
With a loud bang behind him, Lu Can fell three feet away, blood plasma and brain matter gushed out from between his eyebrows, and he could no longer stand up.
"Bang! Bang!"
The swords in the hands of the two Qiquan martial artists were broken. Li Weiyi dodged and grabbed the head of one of them with both hands. Then, the sound of cervical vertebrae breaking was heard.
The corpse was thrown out and hit another Qiquan martial artist who only had a broken sword in his hand.
The Qiquan martial artist caught the body of his companion whose mouth was constantly bleeding. He screamed, perhaps because it was his first time participating in such a brutal massacre. Then he rushed to the shore holding the body, sobbing and crying.
Judging from the voice and body shape, she seems to be a young woman.
These two people are most likely disciples of the sect!
Li Weiyi was too lazy to chase and kill them. He knew very well that something was wrong tonight. The city defense battalion was hiding in their own territory. This was not something that the Changlin Gang and Yang Yun could do.
Therefore, after breaking out of the encirclement through the gap, they did not linger in the battle and went straight towards Yang Yun.
Take back the Yellow Dragon Sword and leave immediately.
You can do without other magical weapons, but not the Yellow Dragon Sword.
Yang Yun saw Li Weiyi's purpose, smiled, and as light as a swallow, he rushed to the silver-horned elk carriage on the shore and said, "If you want to take the sword, I will give it to you when you catch up. Stop him for ten breaths for me, and go to the Yang clan to get 100,000 silver coins tomorrow."
His second sentence was directed to Murong Xiao at the top of the mast.
“What a good deal.”
Murong Xiao spread the black wings on her back, and holding a three-meter-long bow, she swooped down towards Li Weiyi who was chasing Yang Yun on a fishing boat.
"Do you have the strength to stop me for ten breaths?"
Li Weiyi glanced coldly at the flying black shadow, performed the Qingxu Ganchan Step, stepped on the magic silver mist, and drifted three feet to the right. Then he soared into the sky and appeared above Murong Xiao.
Murong Xiao was at high altitude before and the distance was too far, so she couldn't see clearly how Li Weiyi repeatedly avoided the long arrows she shot.
This time the distance was close enough for her to see clearly.
The opponent's movements were so strange that I could see them clearly but couldn't avoid them.
Li Weiyi slapped him head on. Murong Xiao used all her strength to twist her body in time and slap him back.
“Bang!”
The powerful palm force knocked Murong Xiao down, and her body smashed through the wooden boat. In the cabin, there was a bang as pots and bowls and other miscellaneous items fell to the ground.
After all, Murong Xiao's ranking in Qiquan Hall is so high because of his unique flying advantage and his magical giant bow.
Without these two advantages, her combat power is slightly inferior to Yao Zhengsheng and Lu Can.
Yang Yun landed on the silver-horned elk carriage, waved to Li Weiyi who was still ten feet away, and said with a smile: "Want to take back this magic sword and follow me back to Jiuli City?"
“Bang!”
He cracked the whip.
Feeling the pain, the silver-horned elk rushed out wildly.
These strange beasts can directly breathe in and out the laws of heaven and earth, dissolve the energy of the laws into their blood, and continuously evolve and refine their bodies.
"It's not that easy to leave?"
Li Weiyi mobilized his magic power and turned it into qi outside his body.
The three-inch knife that Yang Yun had thrown earlier cut Li Weiyi's neck, penetrated the seven or eight meter long wooden boat, and was nailed to a thick mast.
At this moment, he was pulled into Li Weiyi's hands by the magic energy.
In a flash, the flying needle technique that he had practiced since childhood was performed. With a swish, the three-inch knife was like a bright spot of light, crossing the water and the darkness.
Twenty feet away, the silver-horned elk let out a high-pitched scream as its head was pierced. The gilded carriage frame behind it rushed down the embankment and rolled down.
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"How is this possible?"
Yang Qingxi stared at the shore with her beautiful eyes. She never imagined that the unknown boy who looked like a servant at first glance could actually knock down three of the top 100 warriors.
Even with the help of magical weapons, such combat power is still quite amazing.
The key point is, he is a martial artist at the Yongquan realm, he does not have a pure immortal body nor a remarkable background, how could he own several magical weapons?
He doesn't even have a noble status like Li Ling and Yang Yun.
There are so many unreasonable things, no wonder Yang Qingxi lost his composure.
Although Li Weiyi's performance was stunning, who among these people was not stunning when they were young? It was only dazzling for a moment, and they returned to business.
Master Yuzhen laughed and said, "Miss Yang, is this little thing enough to make you lose your composure? What we are going to do is something earth-shattering and earth-shattering. I now seriously doubt whether you have the ability to represent the Sui Sect."
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"Losing your composure isn't scary; what's scary is incontinence...ah..." A carefree, childish voice sounded at an inopportune time.
Shi Jiuzhai immediately slapped the little fat boy who was talking nonsense and eating wildly, slamming his whole face into the plate, and gave an awkward smile to Yang Qingxi who was looking at him with angry eyes.
Can you say these words to someone's face? Yang Qingxi quickly regained his sanity. He didn't want to lose his composure in front of all the evil people and be looked down upon. He said, "Tell me, what is the identity of the person you brought with you? How credible are his words?"
The great Zen Master Yu Zhen never stopped saying anything shocking, and said with a smile: "Old Li is a powerful figure ranked in the top ten of the Jiuli tribe. How dare you, a junior, question him?"
Yang Qingxi, Shi Jiuzhai, and even the man surnamed Long, all had expressions of surprise on their faces as they all looked at the mysterious old man who was wrapped in a wide black robe.
Master Yuzhen said, "Guanshan was able to bring Master Li into the game. I would like to ask you, are we qualified to conspire for great things together?"
The top ten of the Jiuli tribe must be among the nine patriarchs or the nine priests.
This is too easy!
Shi Jiuzhai was so amazed that he clapped his hands and laughed: "Guanshan is really generous. I didn't expect that the top leaders of the Jiuli tribe have been infiltrated."
The mysterious old man in black robe spoke calmly, "I know that the Jiuli tribe has long been corrupted and will definitely not survive this disaster. Rather than being exterminated by you and ending up with male slaves and female prostitutes, it is better to adopt a roundabout strategy to save the tribe. After this disaster, at least the Jiuli tribe will not be completely wiped out. In this way, we can live up to our ancestors and our descendants."
Shi Jiuzhai didn't know whether the old man from the Jiuli tribe really thought so or was forcibly subdued by the Coffin Mountain. It didn't matter anymore. He secretly expressed his admiration in his heart.
Yang Qingxi and the man surnamed Long had the same idea.
I don’t think the old man surnamed Li is funny, I just think the coffin mountain is scary.
The mysterious old man in black robe said, "I am not too sure about how much strength the Jiuli Hidden Sect still has. But I think that if you rashly start a war without clarifying this matter, the price you will have to pay may be something you cannot afford."
"Mr. Li, do you have a way to find the hidden sect of the Jiuli and figure out their strength?" Yang Qingxi asked.
The mysterious old man in black robe said, "Every year, the nine tribes will select one or several young men and send them to the Jiuli Hidden Gate. The time for sending people this year is very close. If you trust me, you can postpone the attack plan and wait until the Hidden Gate is thoroughly explored before taking action. Wouldn't it be more certain?"
Yang Qingxi and Shi Jiuzhai felt that the old man might not be trustworthy, or that he was a delaying tactic of the Jiuli tribe, so they stared at the Great Zen Master Yuzhen.
Great Zen Master Yuzhen was not sure whether this old man from the Jiuli tribe could be trusted, so he looked at the layman in white.
The appearance of the white-robed Buddhist monk had changed a little compared to yesterday when she was eating noodles, except for the blood-red rosary in her hand. She kept her eyes on the fight on the shore and said calmly, "Mr. Li, bring out the people you are going to send to Jiuli Hidden Sect and let everyone see them."
"Li Qing!"
The mysterious old man in black robe called out in a low voice.
Behind him, a tall and thin young man who looked to be about seventeen or eighteen years old walked out. He was dressed in black and had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. Facing these powerful figures present, he was not at all embarrassed.
The mysterious old man in black robe said: "Nine springs have been opened in Li Qing's body. If we send him to the Jiuli Hidden Sect, he will have a great chance to become the Hidden God of this generation. It will be no problem for him to find out the secrets of the Hidden Sect."
"Kai Jiuquan, is it true or not?" Shi Jiuzhai was curious and surprised.
Jiuquan martial artist can be called a sage, extremely rare, and anyone, no matter how strong their cultivation is, will look up to them.
At this time, the battle situation on the shore changed again. The mysterious young man who was being hunted broke out of the encirclement and shot and killed Yang Yun's mount, showing his ferocious power.
All the bigwigs on the ship were attracted by the battlefield over there and forgot to continue their meeting for a while.
Changlin Gang leader Xu Changlin and deputy leader Tang Yan came to the main hall entrance and challenged, "Miss, the situation has changed. Young Master Yun is in danger. Xu Changlin challenges you to fight!"
"Tang Yan must kill that young man."
Yang Qingxi was so embarrassed. He thought this was an interesting show that could show Sui Zong's fearless influence in Jiuli City, but now it backfired and he lost face in front of all forces.
She was just about to send these two Five Seas Realm powerhouses to clean up the mess.
The calm voice of the white-robed layman sounded outside the door: "Such a good show, if the Five Seas Realm gets involved, it will be meaningless!"
She saw more clearly than anyone else that the boy who invited her to eat noodles did not break the eighth or ninth spring, but the sixth spring of Tanzhong.
This was beyond her understanding! …
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